If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

The next day.

Roman rode to Coal and Iron Town.

In the Origin Manor behind, a few witches who were drunk last night and still haven't woken up today are being hung.

Let's hang them for two days first.

I hope they can learn their lesson in the future.

Now the scale of Coal and Iron Town is getting bigger and bigger.

There are more than 6,000 people in each link, including coal digging, iron transportation, coking, iron smelting, mold casting, forging, and steel rolling - not only workers, but also their families to wash clothes and cook for the labor force. The population structure is complete, and it can be called an important town.

The amount of food Roman transports here every month is not a small amount, and even if the rationing system is implemented, they will not lose out.

But the result is that this Coal and Iron Town produces steel farm tools that neither Origin City nor Abundant City can digest.

There is no way. For an ancient agricultural society, the demand for steel is really not large, even if the consumption of casting weapons is just that.

Now the infrastructure of Origin City is becoming more and more complete, and the stone road leading to Coal and Iron Town has also been built.

There are post stations between Origin City and Coal and Iron Town for transport convoys to stop.

When Roman just arrived at Coal and Iron Town, Ruto came to meet him with Lux.

"Don't stop the production work, continue to increase production, I will let Seth assign you some manpower." Roman said.

"Yes, sir." Ruto said respectfully.

Roman has always been very confident in Coal and Iron Town. The resources he invested here are countless. He consumed more than 40 blue gems alone.

The purpose is to be able to resume production urgently in the event of a production accident.

It doesn't matter if people die. There are always people dying in iron smelting.

But production cannot stop. Continue production for a few years. By then, those who survive will be elite backbones who can stand on their own.

Roman stayed here for four or five days.

He made a simple inspection, corrected some production hazards, and then left in a hurry.

...

Meadow pasture.

The grass seeds grew wildly in the spring, and now they are extremely lush and green, and each plant is fresh and juicy.

The seeds of the grass have also been screened.

So compared to wild grass, they have a lot of advantages.

Roman started planting grass when he first came to Sige Town. Now after cultivation, he can plant it once a year and cut three times at a time, which is an excellent feed.

"Don't just raise meat sheep, you should also raise some sheep." Roman said.

Meat sheep are ordinary sheep with low wool production. It is good for an adult sheep to have two kilograms of wool when slaughtered.

Sheep are different, at least four kilograms.

If they are raised well, they can be sheared twice a year, and raising them for a few more years will be a continuous source of textile raw materials.

Yaki said: "Master, the sheep breed here is not good, not as good as plateau sheep. I heard that Icelandic sheep are also very good, but..."

There is no way to transport them.

After Roman's guidance, Yaki knows the advantages of breed hybridization, and mules are the best example.

But a good cook cannot cook without rice, and the lack of germplasm resources is the biggest dilemma faced by meadow pastures in hybridization.

With wars raging in the eastern plateau and the Arctic Ocean, no merchant would risk his life to transport sheep to you. No one would think that this would be profitable.

"Leave this to me. I will find a way to get them here this year. You should work hard then." Roman said, holding Yaki's shoulders.

"I will!" Yaki was so excited by the encouragement that he couldn't help himself, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Roman was also very happy. It was not easy to find a down-to-earth and hardworking person.

After he finished his inspection, he left Origin City and returned to the Land of Plenty.

...

Origin City was continuously transporting various materials to Plenty City. This time he brought back cotton seeds.

Planting cotton requires a lot of labor.

But the spring plowing in Plenty City had just ended, so Roman had no reason to let them eat idle meals.

The best piece of land was planted with spring wheat, but there was still land of the next level, right?

Continue to reclaim wasteland and continue to plant land.

Roman was going to try to plant thousands of acres of cotton.

Last year, it was a small fight, and only a few hundred acres were planted.

And this year, he was going to get serious.

For these thousands of acres of cotton, even if the yield per acre is only 20 kilograms of seed cotton, it is not a small number, and pure cotton is 5 or 6 kilograms.

In other words, one acre of cotton can meet the clothing needs of an adult for a year.

Plant, plant, plant!

I am the king of farming!

Agricultural production must be maximized!

Roman was guiding the planting of cotton throughout April.

Because there was no land to plant in Origin City.

Roman also mobilized a thousand-man construction team from Origin City to come over as a business trip to guide the paving of roads and building houses.

It must be said that the road conditions in Fengrao City are too bad. The reason why Roman wanted to withdraw troops to increase transportation capacity is half because of this bad road condition. Fuck you! Give you two punches.

It was at this time that the Black Iron Royal Family replied.

The long court negotiations finally came to fruition.

Trade privileges can be given.

But the royal family must be able to equip 30,000 troops with weapons and shields, as well as a million arrows, and a promise to support the king.

Roman agreed directly.

He will deliver the weapons to Black Castle before the end of this year.

After obtaining the trade privilege, Roman immediately formed a fleet.

He called in two merchants, Morey and Daken.

The latter worked hard for him for two or three years and fulfilled his promise.

But Morey was just bored.

Although life in Origin City was safe, merchants in this era really couldn't sit still.

"I will send troops to follow you, and you help me sell my goods." Roman pulled out the map and pointed to the north, saying, "You go here first."

Dakken looked at the map eagerly: "Master, what goods should we sell?"

"Salt, farm tools." Roman gestured, "The pirates now occupy the north, but if they want to gain a foothold, they have to restore production, and they lack steel farm tools."

"You take my flag to the north and exchange farm tools for farmers... farmers - cotton farmers." He said with certainty.

This is just the beginning, they have to go to Iceland and the plateau later.

This year, the scene is chaotic, and the caravan going to the north is looking for death, but Roman doesn't care about this.

"This year, you must at least help me sell 5 million kilograms of salt and 500,000 pieces of ironware!"

"Ah?" Not only Daken, but Morey also opened his mouth wide.

"This, this can't be sold."

"Then lower the price!"

Roman knocked on the table, "1 copper coin for three pounds of salt, 5 copper coins for an iron pot, 1 copper coin for a kitchen knife, 1 copper coin for a sickle, 3 copper coins for a hoe..."

Both of them were stunned.

These are all bargain prices!

In peacetime, 1 copper coin for a pound of salt, but now it's a chaotic time, 1.5 copper coins can't even buy a pound of salt.

So you're selling 1 copper coin for three pounds of salt?

This is treasonous!

"This is too much of a loss..." Daken said subconsciously, but when he saw Roman's dissatisfied eyes, he immediately fell silent.

"This matter has been decided. I won't treat you unfairly. Well, I'll hire you. Morey's annual salary is 150 gold coins, and Daken's annual salary is 100 gold coins. If you do a good job, I will have extra bonuses. Do you have any objections?"

Both of them were convinced.

How dare they have any objections.

The king in front of him was so generous. Although they had known each other for a long time, they were still shocked by his generosity.

He gave ships and people, and the salary was so high. He also provided security and benefits.

Forget it! He had to go through this sea of ​​fire and swords.